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The pink city on the eastern edge of the desert has a wonderful walled palace at it’s heart, painted dusty pink and providing the city its nick name. We stayed near the station in a hotel that was a little oasis, a place with a garden, with real grass, and tables, and a tree and everything! (Everything apart from a cool refreshing beer)

The Mekong Delta: a lifestyle rather than a place, thousands of square kilometres of waterways and islands, wide silty rivers, small tributaries and man-made canals. These are the motorways, A roads and B roads of life here – everything revolves around living on and around the water.

First thing we learnt is that Greyhound busses are pretty grubby and ram packed with sweaty, young, occasionally self-centred backpackers. Second thing we learnt is that Mission Beach bus stop is not in Mission Beach!